Richard at Rest at Last.

The experts today announced that the skeleton found under the Leicester car park is – beyond reasonable doubt – that of King Richard III, so now they’re going to bury it again, but in the cathedral this time.

And I expect somebody will make lots of money writing a book about it, and no doubt there will be a TV documentary about it, and there’s probably a Plantagenet Society somewhere which will be demanding that the present Royal Family be deposed and replaced by an Australian sheep farmer called Bruce because the Queen claims legitimacy through descent from Edward IV who was almost certainly illegitimate, and there’s probably a British republican organisation somewhere which will claim that now is the winter of our discontent now is the time to rid ourselves of the monarchy once and for all because they cost too much money and are unelected and isn’t-this-supposed-to-be-a-democracy?

I think Leicester Cathedral is about to get a new ghost, one which walks up and down the south nave (or knave if you prefer) every 22^nd August and chuckles a lot. RIP, Rick. They named a bar after you.